Chapter 1012
"Also, my grandmother said that when she leaves, she will leave some of her villagers to me. Those are my grandmother's thoughts for me, the wishes of the elders. As a junior, I dare not not accept them, so I will I want to make it clear to you.”
Chu Jingxiu looked aggrieved. As he spoke, tears dripped down, looking very pitiful.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she left several villages left behind by Mrs. Chu. Not to mention Chu Jingwen, even Mrs. Chu looked very unhappy.
Logically speaking, Mrs. Chu's property should be left to her biological son, but if her biological son dies, it must be left to her biological grandson.
As for the married granddaughter, she is like water thrown away, and naturally she will not get a penny.
In the capital city, no married girl would come to her parents' house to grab their property.
Chu Jingxiu is the first person.
Mrs. Chu has pushed her shameless limits even further.
Chu Jingwen stamped his feet angrily and cursed, "Bah, who knows whether what you said is true or false? Don't try to deceive us. Who doesn't know that my grandmother died of poisoning, and the poison was administered by you, a vicious woman?" , you killed my grandmother, we didn’t ask you to save her life, we spared your life for the sake of blood relationship, but you still want to share the property, bah... you are just daydreaming, right?”
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Seeing that the brother and sister were about to quarrel again, Mrs. Zhuo impatiently shouted, "Shut up." Her face was stern and gloomy, "If you want to quarrel, go back to your own home and don't quarrel in my Prince Anjun's mansion."
Seeing a flash of discomfort on the faces of Chu Jingxiu and Chu Jingwen, Mrs. Zhuo snorted twice and continued, "None of you have the right to touch the things that the old lady left behind. It's up to the old man to decide who to give them to." , then it belongs to someone, it’s useless even if you fight for it.”
"Remember, this is Prince Anjun's Mansion, not a place where you can act recklessly."
After Mrs. Zhuo scolded them, she became very angry and left without looking back. She left several brothers and sisters behind, all with their heads lowered, not knowing what they were thinking.
After his lunch break, Mr. Chu came to the mourning hall in the afternoon. Chu Jingwen came up to him. Not only did he pour tea for him personally, he also said all kinds of nice and sweet words to him. He also threw money at the old man as if he didn't want money. The unknowing old man was still praising his grandson in his heart. , I have finally grown up, become sensible, and know how to honor him.
"Grandpa, my granddaughter has learned a good skill in making tea. How about my granddaughter making a pot of tea for my grandfather to try?"
"Okay, okay..."
The grandchildren are all well-behaved and sensible, and Mr. Chu is very happy.
When Chu Jingxiu brought the brewed tea and placed it in front of him, she said delicately, "Grandpa, if there are any shortcomings, please tell your eldest granddaughter without being polite."
"Grandpa, let me pour you some tea."
Seeing that Chu Jingxiu had caught the eye of Mr. Chu, Chu Jingwen was not willing to be outdone. He hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the teapot, and poured half a cup of tea.
When Chu Jingwen saw Mrs. Chu drinking, he glanced at Chu Jingxiu with a proud look.
The overt and covert fighting between the brother and sister did not escape the eyes of Mr. Chu in the end. Mr. Chu's eyes were full of disappointment. He stood up and lamented that he left one after another without even bothering to talk to them.
That night, Chu Jingqi did not come back.
Xia Zihan was thinking about him and didn't sleep much all night.
When she woke up early the next morning, she had a pair of dark circles under her eyes. It was obvious that she had not slept well the night before.
Chu Cong put a lot of powder on her face to cover the dark circles under her eyes. However, as she was not used to throwing things on her face, she felt that her face was sticky and very uncomfortable. But when she thought of the dark circles under her eyes, Xia Zihan resisted the urge to wash her face.
When she arrived at the Liao family, everyone in the Liao family had finished crying and was about to wake up.
Xia Zihan swept through the crowd and saw many familiar people, including the Dou family's wife and aunt, Mrs. Xia Er, and Qinghui. She also saw Zhu Qingtong.
Zhu Qingtong lost a lot of weight, and she was so thin that she was reduced to a human figure. Moreover, her complexion was withered and colorless, her eyebrows were old, and she looked like she had suffered a lot.
She stood secretly in a corner alone, her eyes fixed on one spot, unblinking, and deeply affectionate.
Xia Zihan followed her gaze and saw Liao Jingtang, dressed in mourning clothes, carefully supporting Zeng Jing and standing in front of the coffin.
Xia Zihan's eyes flashed, and after whispering to Chu Cong beside him, he went to find Qinghui.
Chu Cong squeezed through the crowd several times before standing in front of Zhu Qingtong, blocking her view of Liao Jingtang.
Zhu Qingtong gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and shed tears.
Chu Cong didn't sympathize with her at all, he just followed his master's instructions and blocked Zhu Qingtong's view of Liao Jingtang.
After the coffin was raised, the coffin was carried out of the Liao Mansion, followed closely by the direct descendants of the Liao family. Several ladies of the Liao family hurriedly lay beside the coffin and followed, holding the coffin and crying loudly. .
This is the crying spirit. The louder the cry, the more filial it is to the deceased.
"Chu Yu, hurry up, let's follow." Seeing that the direct descendants of the Liao family had just left, Qinghui pulled Xia Zihan and couldn't wait to follow.
"Wait for us, let's go together." Several aunts from the Dou family chased after them.
When Dou Si came up, he took Xia Zihan's arm and said, "Chu Yu, there is chaos on the street recently. Don't stay too far away from me."
"Fourth brother, don't listen to the wind. My cousin just said it casually. Are you serious?" Dou Er gouged out Dou Si, feeling a little resentful that iron could not become steel.
Ever since Dou Si married his cousin, his temperament had gradually changed from a tigress to a little sheep trained by her husband.
Her husband's words were more powerful than the imperial edict. No matter what her husband said, Dou Si would believe it. Even when her husband said that the sun would fall today, Dou Si would not doubt it.
Every time Dou Er saw her, he would stare at her with an expression of hatred and stab her a few times to make him feel better.
No, Dou Si curled his lips and retorted to his second sister, "What my cousin said never came true. Even the emperor said that what my cousin said was more effective than his imperial edict."
"Okay, okay, I can't tell you, I'm too lazy to tell you." It was a waste of her saliva.
Dou Er walked over to Dou Da angrily, not bothering to talk to Dou Si anymore. Dou Si was not angry and did not try to coax Dou Er. She supported Xia Zihan and said, "I thought you would need three years." I can’t leave the house until later. I heard that my cousin and cousin Aqi both handed Ding You’s memorial to the emperor, but... I didn’t expect that something like this would happen.”
"Didn't my cousin say that the emperor has approved cousin Dingyou's memorial, but cousin Aqi's has not yet been approved."
"What does the emperor mean? Do you not want Aqi's cousin Ding to worry about you? Do you mean that the emperor wants to steal his love?"
(End of chapter)